1. When was the last time that you asked for your money back?
A while ago when they made me pay 3 euro for an item. When I came home the prize tag said 1. So I went back. It's only a few euro, but I need to be careful with money.
2. What was the last thing that you did to help someone?
Pfff.. you'd better ask when I didn't help.
3. At what point of your life do you think you started to understand who you are?
I was about 9 when we went to the beach. I learned to swim at an early age and I was well-trained. None warned me not to swim too far. So I swam parallel to the pier in Scheveningen and a bit further into the sea. I loved it! I absolutely loved it!
I'm glad no one noticed me, because my mother would have kept me locked in my room until I was 50 or so. When I turned I saw I was very far from the beach.
I didn't panick, just realised I had to swim back in a quiet fashion and be aware of the undercurrents not to be pushed back to sea and not to be pulled to the pier.
I came back to the beach and I felt proud to have managed it, but knew I had been stupid to go as far.
It made me aware of being a person who acts instead of panicks.
4. Are there times when you thought you had taken a fall, only to discover more about yourself?
Seeing yourself in good and bad times is very educating.
5. What was the last thing you did where you could not believe in what you were doing?
6. Do you think that you must struggle to become strong?
No. I think people are born strong, but the loose that because of the way the world deals with them.
7. Do you feel that your dreams have meaning or are entirely random?
I used to remember dreams well, but now I don't.
I had a dream about a small house in an uninhabited area of the world.
That house is somewhere.
8. What was the last promise you broke?
9. Do you collect anything?
Yep: fountain penns, teapots, giraffes, buddha statues, malas.
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